Chapter 154: First Act 24: Into the Climax 7

'Damn, I took too much damage...' 

Tristan inwardly lamented as he assessed the severity of the injury to his right shoulder. The realization hit him hard, and he knew he had to act swiftly to prevent further complications.

Drawing upon his divine power, Tristan cast several healing spells simultaneously. The wounds began to close, but to his dismay, the pain lingered, refusing to subside. 

His brows furrowed in discomfort as he glanced at his right arm, the convulsing flesh causing a wave of nausea. It pulsed like a heartbeat, a grotesque rhythm that seemed on the brink of explosion. 

Tristan's hands turned an unsettling shade of purple, and the odor emanating from the affected area resembled that of rotting flesh in the process of melting away.